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best fat burning supplement is, but I would have to say that any type of gastrointestinal disorder is a damn good close second.

I spent most of my Sunday afternoon today in the ER of Doctor's Hospital, the only local hospital that I ever go to any more because of the care and compassion the doctors and nurses provide.
But anyway, I got there today after having not slept for almost 5 days in a row now, and because when I finally did fall asleep this morning for all of 10 minutes, I woke to find myself puking my guts out for about 30 minutes.
That was it, I've had enough of this 3 week long stomach crap, so off to the ER I went.
She ran a bunch of tests, did a dehydration test on me, and then had the nurses start pumping me with fluids.
3 full bags of fluids by the time the day was done, 2 injections of some type of stomach meds, 2 injections of dilaudid for the pain and severe muscle cramps that wouldn't stop for almost 2 hours.
Anyway, the doc says that I have some sort of intestinal virus, she gave me 2 meds to take, tells me to increase my liquids, and to call my doctor in the morning to make him fully away that he's not giving me enough meds to survive the whole month which was a partial cause to the intestinal virus.

So yueah, a fun way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

This was far too funny for me not to post.
It made me giggle like crazy when I found it at about 4am this morning. LoL

People don't use the postal service as much as they used to, mailing a hand written letter used to be the only way that you could communicate with someone in another state or heck, even town.
Depending on how far your letter had to go, it could take anywhere from a few days to a few months.
Mail used to be delivered by horse and buggy.
The teens don't believe that, so I asked them once how they thought letters got from the little house on the prairie in Walnut Grove to the big city of Winoka in the Dakota territory.
They sat thinking about it for a few, and then said "Ah, ok, yeah, a horse and buggy. We forgot that didn't have cars then."
Ha ha.

It got even easier to communicate with people once the phone was invented, but people still used the mail to stay in touch, to send cards for birthdays or holidays.
But now with the internet and cell phones, people are using text messages, IMs, and emails to stay in touch.
A lot of people now also use online greeting cards to send their friends and family a card for a birthday or holiday, it's widely accepted by pretty much everyone these days.

When I first started using online greeting cards, I felt kind of bad, like maybe the recipient would think that I was just being cheap, didn't want to spend money on a nice paper card.
Of course the recipients never thought that, it was my thoughts, my own issues with money came into play.
The recipients were always glad that I sent a kind note or birthday wish, they were always just happy that I even remembered their birthday.
Ha ha.

My parents 50th wedding anniversary is coming up on July 31st, and I will probably send them an online anniversary card and a paper card.
I already have the paper card, I just need to write a little note in it and mail it out, and then I will find the perfect animated online card to send them on the morning of their anniversary.
I know that my Mom gets up a bit earlier than my Dad every day, she starts the coffee maker, gets dressed, and then goes to check her email before waking up Dad.
Every single morning.
So I will send them an online card wishing them a happy anniversary, tell them I love them very much, and hope that they can celebrate many more years together.
I really do wish them a happy anniversary, they are just so perfect for each other, they work well together.
Where one of them may not have what something calls for in a situation, the other does.
Together they have all of the skills needed to get anything done that they want to get done.
A perfect team in my opinion.
 

I wanted to film the cats doing something wicked cute and funny in the early morning yesterday, Tuesday, but I don't own one of those  digital camcorders, so I totally missed it.
About 2 hours later, I remembered that my digital camera can make movies.
D'oh!

What were they doing that I wanted to film?
They were playing lizard hockey.
This is a game that only cats can play, and all 4 of them were in the house and playing, so it was 2 cats per team.

The game is pretty simple, catch any lizard that comes in the house, doesn't really mater what size, although a full grown adult works best because they can survive a few minutes longer than the babies.
































Once the lizard has been properly scared for it's very life, the cats simply whack it back and forth, toss it up in the air for a few extra points, torture it by ripping off various legs and it's tail, and continuing to smack it back and forth to each other until the lizard is completely exhausted and can't try to run away any longer, or until one of the cats has fatally wounded it with a claw.

Once the lizard is dead, the winning team gets to eat it any way that they choose.
Nova likes to eat all of the body parts that got ripped off early in the game.
Kali likes the stomach area, it's soft and squishy which works well for her because of lost teeth due to her old age.
Carmine liked to eat the ends, or the butts if you want to be specific about it, and Shahiro is a fan of the heads, she will bite off the head and chew it up for about 3-4 minutes until she has chewed her way through all of the bones and cartilage enough so that it can be swallowed.
You can actually hear her crunching it between her teeth which is a really nasty sound.

They caught a HUGE one yesterday morning and they "played" with it from start to finish for a good 20 minutes or so until they had fatally wounded it and the winning team ate it.
The cats simply love the lizards that get in.
I really don't have to worry too much about lizards being in the house and crawling around or up my legs.
YES!! This 1 time I was sitting here late at night, and 1 was making it's way up my legs!
I freaked out, flicked it off, all of the cats saw it and began playing it as soon as it hit the ground.
It's really great having 4 cats that love to chase and catch bugs, lizards, spiders, and cockroaches etc, I don't have to use chemicals to spray to try to get rid of any bugs, my cats do it for me, they are my own free pest control.
There's been a few times that I have had to physically grab a cat and show them the bug, usually this is in the bathroom when I am in there and the cats are outside the door, but 99% of the time, they see, catch, play, and then devour any bugs that make the mistake of coming in the house.
I love that no matter what size or kind of spider it is, that they will try to get it with only 1 exception.
There's only 1 kind of spider that they will not go after, and that is the wolf spider.
You're gonna have to look that up for yourself, I cannot stand even seeing a picture of those!
They will go after pretty much anything but those.
Those spiders, they back up and watch them walk around from a distance.
Shahiro is a bit more adventurous, she will get within, I'd say, about 7-10 inches away from it, and she'll just watch it and follow it around the house until it goes someplace she can't fit into.
Then she'll sit and stare at the exact same spot for hours waiting for it to come back out.
She once sat in front of the fridge and staring underneath it for 5 straight hours.
Even when we had to open the fridge door, she would not move.
She fell asleep watching and waiting for whatever it was that went under the fridge to come back out.
It was so cute, so one of these days, I need to film the kitties playing hockey, and also film here falling asleep waiting for a bug to come back out of the hole, and then edit it in WMM to do like a time laspe/speed up of the film in case it takes hours and hours again.
It would be so terribly cute. 

Sorry, I just don't see it.
I logged into Myspace a couple days ago, and had 3 messages from 3 different guys.
Each one of them said I reminded them of Meg Ryan.
I really don't see the resemblance at all.
Here's one of the messages;
"Has anyone ever told you that you look similar to Meg Ryan , who I think is they sexiest woman alive ... I had just ran across the picture of yours and thought I would let you know."

The picture of me is the exact picture I use as my main profile pic on Myspace, so that is the one they are seeing to make the comments.
I honestly do not think I look like her.
At all.
Don't get me wrong, I think Meg Ryan is beautiful in these pics, not so much anymore since she had all that plastic surgery and has major fish lips now, but I just don't see how people can think I look like her.

I'll take it as the compliment it was intended as, but I still don't see it.

I was reading along on Twitter tonight, saw I had a new follower, so I went and checked them out and immediately started laughing.
Endofworshipping had posted this:
Creationist: Bananas have the perfect shape for the human hands and mouth. Me: So do penises.

I laughed out loud really hard, probably shouldn't have given the hour of night, er, morning that it is, but it just made me giggle, much like the inspiration for what they said.
Where did they get the idea to say something like that?
From my favorite creationist of course! (no really, he is my fave)
Ray Comfort!
I've posted this video before on MSML when I used to post my weekly Sunday Sermons, (atheist quotes or other religious themed posts) but it's always worth re-posting just for the absolute laughs I get from watching it again and again.
Be-hold!
The atheist's nightmare! (said with a nasally New Zealand twang)




Oh man, you gotta love Ray, even if only because he makes you laugh, he really truly believes what he's telling you in that video (and always), but had he done his research, (which he never, ever does) he would have learned that the banana he holds in his hand is only like that because man (the people of Papua New Guinea) cultivated and farmed it for a long time (5,000-8,000 years ago) for the banana to become what it is today, a soft, peel-able, easy to eat fruit.
The original banana was a small, hard fruit with seeds in it, and man, not a god, cultivated it and made it the fruit it is today.
 
But the video and the idiot in it are the inspiration for the above funny about penises, or is the plural for penises penii?
I'm pretty sure it's penii if it's more than 1 penis. (do correct me if I'm wrong)
Plural penis.
Heh.
There's that fun game where you take a movie, book, and song titles, and you change the last word of the title to penis or penii if it's plural, funny, hahaha.
Penis.
The Fellowship of the Ring Penis
The Green Mile Penis
Sixteen Candles Penii
How about some of the billboard top 10?
Lady Gaga- Poker Face Penis
The All American Rejects-Gives You Hell Penis
Miley Cyrus-The Climb Penis
Lady Gaga- Just Dance Penis
Kelly Clarkson- My Life Would Suck Without You Penis
Jamie Foxx- Blame It Penis

You get the idea...LoL

Now for the people like me part of this post.
I've added and been added to the atheists blogroll run by Mojoey.
I have this blogroll on MSML , but I wanted to add this blog, and Joe was kind enough to go ahead and add this blog to the roll too.
Since being added to it and adding the roll's code to my blog, I've found so many amazing blogs to read, other people like me, more atheists.
I live in the bible belt and for a long time, I felt really alone, even on the internet for a few years, I didn't find many other free-thinking humanists, but we are starting to come out, speak out, and it's a really cool feeling to know that there are a lot more people who think and believe like me, (no belief in any god or gods) out there.
There's a lot of us, and many more are starting to speak up too.
NBC Nightly News did a poll a few weeks back, more people now say that they have no belief in any god or gods, have no association with any religious group or church, and consider themselves to be atheist. (16.1% of Americans are not affiliated to any faith, that is approximately 48 million people)
That's way cool if you ask me, which you didn't, but I felt like sharing anyway.

Maybe I'll start my Sunday Sermons back up, do them on this blog, stick to parenting, the teens, school, home/family type stuff on MSML, and start doing my Sunday posts again.
I really enjoyed doing those.
Yeah, I did, I will.
Consider this my first Sunday Sermon on KatScan.

Once again, I am all backed up from both of the narcotic pain relievers I take up to 10 times per day.
It's now been 14 days since I've had any movement of the bowels.
This is an awful thing to go through, those of you who have ever been constipated know exactly what I mean.
You're all backed up, you feel bloated, full, you have to go, you always feel like you have to go, but you can't no matter how hard you try.
And the harder you try, the more it hurts.
The longer it goes on, the worse you feel.
It's all just sitting right there, you can feel it sitting there, you push and you push, and nothing comes out, it's like so solid, it feels like there's rocks sitting in your anus, and if you try to push them out, it hurts, you may end up with hemorrhoids from pushing so hard, you may even bleed a little.
It becomes so backed up and full in there, that even sitting on a chair causes your butt to hurt.
It sucks to be completely honest.

I was telling my son Mark about this last night at bedtime, he asked why I kept going into the bathroom so much, was it because of my blood pressure meds which make me pee like a race horse on lasix, I told him no, explained about the backed up plumbing, and he laughed, he thought it was absolutely hysterical that I can't poop.
I said you just wait buddy, someday when you're older, your poop isn't going to come out either, and when it happens and you call up your mommy to find out what to do, I'm going to laugh hysterically for a really long time before I tell you how to treat it.
That made him laugh even harder, that I would wish constipation on him.
Boys always think that poop is a funny subject even if it's painful.

Well today was the final straw, I couldn't take another day of being all backed up with hard as rock poop, so when the teens came home from school, Sebastian and I walked to Publix where I picked up some stool softeners and some more food stuffs, and then we walked back home, I put the groceries away, and popped 3 of those little poop softening gel caps in my mouth, and washed them down with a huge slurp from the straw in my Diet Pepsi.
It says take 1-3 gel caps per day, and within 12-72 hours, the poop will be soft enough to move on out.
I'm evicting it, it has 3 days to get out, or I will take even more of them and force it out by whatever means necessary, and if that means an enema, then so be it.
I really don't want to have to do an enema, I'm really not a fan of those, but one must do what one must do to get relief from the stone poops.

I feel like my belly is protruding, distended, puffed out because, well, this could very well be a TMI (too much information) post.
I'm constipated.
See, opiate pain relievers constipate you, there is no way around this other than to take some sort of stool softener.
I don't recommend taking a laxative if you have to take opiate pain relievers because laxatives work too well, and then you never get out of the bathroom, but you always forget to buy stool softeners until it's too late, until you're well on your way to full blown discomfort.
And every single time this happens, while I'm sitting there on the cold porcelain, I always, always, think of the movie Trainspotting, and the line the main character Mark "Rent-boy" Renton played by Ewan McGregor, narrates after he's decided to stop doing heroin and has had to settle for some morphine suppositories as his "last hit".

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] Heroin makes you constipated. The heroin from my last hit was fading, and the suppositories had yet to melt.
[moans loudly, doubles over]
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: I'm no longer constipated.

The scene that follows is truly hysterical as he has to run and find a bathroom, and finds the worst toilet in all of Scotland.
It's a foul and disgusting scene, but as I'm sitting there in my bathroom scolding myself for not buying some Senocot or something, I think of that scene and laugh.

I don't know if this particular company is in business all over the country, it's probably only the south, or maybe even just Florida for all I know, but I get such a kick out of how they target their commercials for their cheap car insurance to different people.

I won't link it, but I'm sure if you've seen it, you'll know exactly which company I'm talking about.
They run 2 identical commercials, the same people, the exact same set-up, the exact same script, except when the actors say the name of the place, depending on what channel the commercial is airing on, the name of the company is different.
In 1 commercial when it's on say, channel 8, the really super awesome Tampa news station, which obviously has more money and a different viewer base, the actor says "Florida No Fault".
If it airs on channel CW44, which is definitely a different viewer base, younger, probably less money, the actor calls it Cash Register.
They call it 2 totally different company names based on the economic viewer base of the channel it airs on.
I find it totally hysterical that they do that, same actors, same script, same exact scene set-up, but 2 different names.

I have to wonder why a company would do that, but I guess the names make certain economic classes feel better when they go to purchase car insurance, they want to feel like they can afford it and will be treated appropriately when they go in to sign up for their cash insurance.

Eden Riegel, who plays Bianca Montgomery on ABC's All My Children soap, has a web series called Imaginary Bitches, and it is absolutely hysterical!
I just found it last night, but it's been online since May 2008 I think, and it will be going into it's second season this year.
Imaginary Bitches is about a girl named Eden, (Eden Riegel) who is single and all of her best friends are hooked up and in relationships.
None of them have any time for her anymore, and when they do have time to get together, all her 3 friends do is talk about their relationships and their boyfriends.
After Eden has an amazing one night stand, she calls all of her friends to talk about it like they all do after a night of mind blowing sex, but once again, they are all too busy to talk to her.
Suddenly, she has 2 new friends, imaginary friends, named Catherine and Heather, and they are total bitches.
These 2 new imaginary friends are more than just people to talk to, they end up becoming a major part of her life, they screw up new and potential relationships because she gets caught talking to them a few times.
When her real friends find out about it, they try to help in their own short and fast ways, but the whole thing is so freaking funny, I watched all 12 available episodes last night and laughed through every single one.

There are 13 episodes total, but one of them has been taken off line, episode 6, because it has been made into a short book.
Each episode is only between 5 and 9 minutes long, but you will love each of them, they are so damn funny.
It's ideal for all the single women out there who have friends who are in relationships, if you're single, you will totally relate to Eden's dilemma, being the only single friend, being left out of couples only dinner parties, couples only trips etc etc.
Eden does what most of us do when blown off by our hooked-up girl friends, we talk to ourselves about it, but she takes it a bit extreme and has real imaginary friends that never blow her off.
Check out the teaser below and if you like it and laugh, check out the other episodes, I swear I laughed my ass off watching all of them.
 

It's the holidays, and there are tons of great classic movies and specials being shown on tv as we quickly approach Christmas, just 17 days to go now. (including today)
One of my most favorite, and quite possibly one of the funniest holiday skits ever written, was for Saturday Night Live.
It was a recurring skit on SNL called the Delicious Dish, it was a parody of public broadcast radio shows.
It starred Ana Gasteyer as Margaret-Jo McCullen who used the phrase "good times" over and over, and Molly Shannon as Teri Rialto, two very bland radio personalities as the radio show hosts.
The guest star for the night was Alec Baldwin.
He played a character named Pete Schweddy, owner of Season's Eatings Bakery, and one of his best products were his balls, a sexual double entendre referring to testicles.

This skit kills me every single time I watch it.
I laugh as soon as it starts, I laugh until tears are streaming down my face, it is just so damn funny.
How the 3 of them did not laugh through this skit, I have no idea.
I seriously crack up as soon as it starts,  all the "mmm, balls, tell us about your balls Pete, mmm, your balls are so soft and moist Pete", has me rolling as soon as it starts.

Please make sure that there are no children in the room or within hearing/viewing distance before you click on the link below.
Headphones may be a really good idea if you do not want your kids to hear any of it accidentally.
Also, if you are the type of person who gets offended by sexual double entendre, just don't click it.
If you do click it and get offended, if your kids accidentally hear it, do not complain to me.
You have been sufficiently warned.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, Pete Schweddy's Balls .

I have all these papers and things I need to fill out, stuff for my medical disability, a hospital 'how did we do' letter, and some other things.
Because my head is at a downward 20degree angle, it's very hard for me to sit and fill these out comfortably.
I can't do it at my desk, I can't do it at my coffee table, kitchen table, or at the counter on the bar stools.
But I have to get these done.

Where is the absolute best place to sit and do them that is the right height and easiest way for me to see and write?
Go ahead, guess.
You got it?
You'd be right if you said the toilet seat.
I throw the lid down, grab a hard book, and start filling out forms.
It is truly the most comfortable way for me to not be in pain while filling all of these out.

Of course I have to keep moving every time one of the teens has to pee and they laugh at me, but that's ok, this stuff has to get done.

Living here in the south, I know that I am outnumbered being an atheist, that's ok with me.
I try to make light of the situation as best I can, but sometimes it can get to be a bit much. People are always blessing me, saying they'll pray for me and stuff like that.
So there are times that I enjoy wearing one of my funny t-shirts out when I go shopping.
I would love to get this one and wear it out, plus it would make a nice addition to my small but growing collection of funny religious shirts.
When you're wearing a shirt like this, all those people who want to bless you or pray for you, just look at you instead.
They have a look of horror on their faces, but at least they aren't saying anything to me.

If I do get told after surgery that I can't sit on my computer and blog, surf etc, for long periods of time, I know what I'll be doing.
A wonderful book publishing company has been sending me a ton of books that look really good and interesting to read.
I'll be able to lay in bed or on the couch, and read all of them.
They sent, just this week, 7 new books, all of them really do look great.
I know they send them to me to read and review and then post about, and even though I am a very quick reader, there's no way I can read that many books in a week.
It's only Wednesday, and they sent me 7 new books.
The same employee at this publisher is the one who sends them all to me, I told her what genre I prefer to read, but I'll read pretty much anything except for romance novels, I really don't like romance stories at all.
But I love this girl who works there, she's really awesome at her job, outstanding customer service, because when I emailed her the list of authors I like, the genres I prefer, she either made a note or a mental note, because she's been sending all of the types I really like.
So thank you, I will be starting to read them all pretty soon!

Now for the funny story about my black wardrobe I said I would share.
Yesterday evening after dinner, I forgot that I needed to go to Walgreen's to pick up another script that they had to order, but it was ready now, so Sebastian and I headed out to go get it and a few other things I needed to pick up like some more shampoo for the boys, and a couple new box fans because we had two of them burn out in the same week.
So anyway, we stop at the corner store for some drinks to have on our walk because it's incredibly hot out.
The owner Sam is there and he has a few friends of his hanging out behind the counter with him.
As I'm paying for our drinks, one of the guys starts talking to me.
He asks me why I always wear black, do I have any clothes that aren't black, and if I do, how come I never wear them.
He says he's always seeing me walking all over the place several times a week, and was curious.
I tell him it's just the color I prefer, I do own other colored clothing, but I rarely wear them.
I just don't like other colors, call it a phobia or whatever, but don't call me goth or emo, it's just the color I prefer.
Then he asks me if I'm hot all the time because of the black clothes, they attract heat ya know, he says.
I tell him that while it's generally true that black does make most people hotter because black absorbs more light energy than say white, and light energy does equal heat, not all people are effected by that general rule of science.
Before my blood pressure started being so high all of the time, I could sit outside all summer long dressed in a black shirt and not sweat a drop, but now?
Oh man, like right now, I am sitting in my house, the AC is on on 68, I have a fan aimed right at my face, and I'm sitting here in nothing but a t-shirt and light fabric shorts, and sweating to death.
I didn't tell him all of that, but then I did tell him that black isn't even really a color, it's the absence of color.
The guys just looks at me and says what?
"I said, black is not a color, it's the absence of color. Black is the total absence of light, therefore, it is the absence of color. The colors of light are red, green, and blue (known as RGB), black has no light at all, so it is the absence of color.
He sat there totally dumbfounded.
I asked if he has access to the net, he said yes, so I told him to go look it up when he got home, just go to google and type in "black is the absence of color", and he'll be able to read it for himself.
The additive color theory says that when all of the colors of light are added up, the end color is white.
The subtractive color theory says that on a molecular level, when using actual pigments to color a tangible object with, like crayons or paint, when you add all of the colors of light, red, green, and blue, when combined the end color is black.
But in the natural world, black is not a color, and not all people are effected by black attracting light energy, and in some rare cases, some people actually get colder when wearing black because their skin reacts to light energy differently than the majority of people.

Sam the owner starts laughing and says I told you she was too smart for you!
I said we had to get going, things to do, we were walking there and I needed to pick up some things and head back home before it gets dark, the light will be leaving and we'll be left with the absence of it, and I winked at the guy who had asked, and then we left.
As the door was closing, I hear the guy say to Sam, "I think her intelligence just increased her hotness factor by another 50 points. She'll never go out with me man!"

As Sebastian and I are waiting at the corner for the walk light to let us cross, he says to me,
"Guys are always checking you out, they like your hair, your eyes, your pretty face and your butt. But that is the very first time I've ever heard a guy say that they think you're hotter now that they know you're smart.Would you date him?"
I said I don't know, I don't even know him. He might be a really nice guy, but I don't even know his name. He may have seen me walking all over the place, but today is the very first time I've ever seen him, so how would I possibly know if I'd go out with him?

Sebastian thought about this the whole time we crossed the 4 lane road, and when we got to the other side he says, "Well not only does he think you're pretty, but he now finds you even more attractive because you're smart. Most guys don't like super smart girls, so when you find one that does and he wants to date you, you should grab onto him because the chances of finding another guy who likes you for being smart are pretty slim mom. If he does work up the courage to ask you out, you should definitely say yes, plus he seems like a nice guy."

I dropped it right there, I didn't feel like explaining for the millionth time that I'm just not interested in dating anyone.
I like being by myself because the majority of people annoy me.

The lab only took 2 vials of blood, which I was surprised about, the primary doc's PA, said they were going to take 8.
The guy only took 2, so I questioned him about that, he said they did not need 8, only 2 for the amount of tests she checked off on the lab work-up sheet, and oh by the way, pee in this cup.
So the blood draw was quick, not feeling faint or weak at all, then I went and peed in the cup, and they had those alcohol wipes in the bathroom for patients to use to clean and sterilize their pee-holes before peeing in the cup, and they had the ones that smell good.
No, no, I'm not weird, honestly, there are certain alcohol wipes that smell not much like alcohol, but more like a lemony candy sugar mixed with alcohol smell.
I love those ones!

Then I came home and ate my chocolate donut that was ever so patiently waiting for me in the fridge.
Actually, I ate 2, my bad, but I was hungry dammit!
Then I went out to the kitchen and cleaned out the microwave.
I ran that bowl of soapy water in the microwave for an hour the first time, then changed out the water and added a dash more dish soap, and ran it again for another 30 minutes, so when I came home and got to cleaning it, all the nukified on crud was liquefied, and just wiped right out.
Now, if cleaning the whole house were as easy as that.
I actually want to get (at some point) one of those little hand-held home steam cleaners, you know what I'm talking about?
I want one of these Scunci ones.
It's a small, portable, home steam cleaner for doing grout and tiles, the toilet bowl ickies, the baked on crud on the stove top, it would make cleaning the microwave even easier man.
Want, maybe that will be my xmas present to myself. (?)

Oh yeah, I finally got Twitpic all figured out, that is my actual link, but I finally figured out how to get the image info to post with the pic.
All of my failed attempts are viewable in the Twitpic badge in the sidebar over there.
On most of them, it's just the pic, but the last one that says "Sunset", yuppers, I got it to post the name of the pic.
I was putting that info in the body section of the text message, it needed to be added to the title.
I'm basically blogging how I did it so that I don't forget it.
Take the pic, label it, then address the text message to go to my Twitpic email addy, then click on the more button (left) and choose insert subject, as much info as I want to write, and then click send.
Twitpic completely ignores everything in the body section of the text message, so that's why the names of my pics weren't showing up on my page or in my sidebar badge, or on the public Twitpic/Twitter time lines.
Just the links to the images were showing with no info.
I was totally frustrated with it, and about to give up on yet another pic to post service.

See, for my last surgery, I used Flickr to post pics and blog by phone to post on my blog, but Flickr stopped working for me, just stopped, will not work from my phone at all, but it will post the test thingy from the website only.
Christine then suggested I try Utterz, so I tried to set it up for this blog, but it refused to accept my xmlrc stuff, so I tried to set it up for MSML, and it was going, it was accepting, but then it came back and said that my blog was pornography.
No, I'm dead serious!
See?!? Click that for bigger!

There is absolutely no porn on My Single Mom Life, but ya know what?
I don't feel like contacting Utterz and asking what the hell reason they have for stating my blog about being a single mom, talking about teenagers and new hair in armpits, qualifies it as pornography.
I just don't have the fight in me today.

I still haven't slept, no lay down and rest either.
This afternoon has been a busy one of sitting here trying to write this post since 12:20 this afternoon, but it's been one thing after another.
Emails non-stop, messages, questions, comments coming in, Entrecard people wanting to advertise their so completely not relevant sites on my single mommy blog.
My plan was to figure out Twitpic, which I did, make this blog post which I'm still trying to do, and then go wash the dishes that didn't get finished this morning, and then maybe lay down for an hour or so before making dinner.
But now I've had to start another load of laundry, I have a mountain of emails to reply to, messages, posts, comments etc, before I can do anything else.
I'm not mad or anything, I realize I may be coming off as mad, but it's not anger, it's tired...LOL
So anyway, this post that I started writing at 12:20pm, will now finally be published at 2:27pm.
You would think with the amount of time it took, it would be far better quality content in this here post, but eh, I've been awake since 7am yesterday morning.
Ya gets what ya gets.

So I took my awesome comfy sandals to the little Korean lady to fix, and just as I suspected, she refused to fix them.
"No fix, need new shoe! No fix!"
So while I was at Walgreen's getting Susan her birthday first aid kit, (she's going to love this thing!) and we needed a new one for our house too, I found their flip flop aisle and tried on a few pairs.
I found a cheap and comfy pair that will have to do until I can find another pair of those awesome Dr. Scholl's that my freaking cats chewed up.
Then Sebastian and I headed into Publix to get all of the stuff we needed, and then headed back home by cab because we bought more than we could carry.

We waited for the cab for over 40 minutes.
Sam had told me 10-15 minutes on my initial call, so after 25 minutes, I called back.
He said the driver would be there in 2 minutes.
I waited 10 and called back.
By this point Sam was furious that the driver he sent for me kept picking up flags instead of getting the calls, he was yelling into the radio, screaming at the guy in English and Arabic, and when the cab finally showed up, I was sweating bullets.
My blood pressure was up from the heat, I was minutes away from passing out.
When we got to my house, I went to pay him, and he said, "No, this trip is on me, it's my fault you waited for 40 minutes. Sam won't let me take your money, he said that it's on me."

Hahahaha!
Dumbass.
If he had just gone after the call like he was supposed to instead of picking up flags, Sam would have let him take my money.